things are not always what they seem. the job today didn't work out.

loyal readers (all three of you, thanks to the reverend dave clary), my streak of bad occupational luck is not yet ended. as i stated last post, earlier today, i didn't get to go in to do some painting as early as i thought. instead, i waited for a later phone call from nancy. ten o'clock, no call. ten ten, no call. ten twenty, no call. ten thirty, i decide that perhaps i misunderstood, and that she wanted me to call her. i called, and she was still running the errands she told me about this morning. she told me that i should go ahead to her house, where her nephew joe was working. the gate would be locked, so i should go around back and yell "joe!" to get his attention. this is not something you might see your average geronimo doing on a regular basis anywhere, but least of all in south st. louis.

i went to the house, finding it very easily. i went around back, hoping to see the elusive joe. instead, i found her next door neighbor.

Neighbor guy: (looking wary of stranger skulking around his back yard) how are you?
G: not bad, thanks.
Nei. guy: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

i explained to neighbor guy that i was supposed to work for the lady who lived next door. he recommended that i go knock on the front window, so i thanked him and did just that. i was greeted by joe, who pointed me at some window frames and said that they needed a coat of primer. he also mentioned that since it was getting nice out, we could move the operation outside. this was great. in st louis today, it did not get over 43 degrees. i do not own a lot of warm clothing. i worked for two hours, getting a thin coat of primer on all of the aforementioned window frames, as well as a reasonable amount on the windows themselves. i went inside to see what joe was doing so that i could help. joe's job consisted of sitting on the fucking couch, drinking a fucking pepsi, and watching Allie McFucking Beal. i sat with joe for about one minute to drink a glass of water (i hate pepsi), and then nancy arrived. she immediately left to get food. when she returned an hour and a half later, she proceeded to complain about all of the work that i had done so far.

i worked until 4:35, doing a job i knew nothing about and had no instruction on, and then left.

EPILOGUE: suzi's sister's friend had a birthday get together at blueberry hill. suzi's other sister showed up with her new girlfriend, who got me the job. this was the most butch woman i've ever seen, and as i said last post, me and the lesbians, we're like this (crossing fingers). she said that nancy called her saying that i wouldn't work out. ha. i spent a day ready to walk out, and she effectively tries to lay me off again. ha.

well, a merry gofuckyourself to you, too.